So a little over two years ago, I was in the full-on throes of brony madness. My wife and I watched the show constantly, and I could never get enough pony. The characters ran through my mind all the time, and I needed something to do with them. It was in this time that I had this strong mental image of the girls on a door, sliding down a snowy mountain, and then looking disgruntled as they stood on it while traveling down a river.

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